|Reviews for Tweaker|
| flaming.footprints 10/30/05 . chapter 1
woah, I love the honestly. Bitter, beautiful, burning. Awesome .
| Anna178 10/29/05 . chapter 1
This is really powerful. I dont know what to say about it, except another lame 'I hope your okay," especially when it comes from a stranger.
I can really relate to the ending of this poem.
| Spiral Artist 10/29/05 . chapter 1
Addictions come, addictions never leave... on the other hand, this poem demonstrates an addiction so realistically that it hurts... definately worrysome.
| Spare Change 10/28/05 . chapter 1
I like it! :) I love the words you used, like "honey-drenched razor". Drugs: Painful yet yummy? In any case, this is a fantastic poem. I must say, you are a born poet.
| TheLOVE TheHATE 10/28/05 . chapter 1
i like this.. you should read mine.
| account not in use 10/28/05 . chapter 1
I love this-it's so honest & real, so genuine.
| bjw 10/28/05 . chapter 1
Whoa. The imagery is awesome. "“Late night, laying in the dark/Memorizing/The back of my eyelids", "Ticking/Ticking/Down my throat/Smooth as a honey-drenched razor." It's good! But who is "he"? That part I don't quite understand.. Nevertheless, you certainly captured that dreary resignation in giving in (to drugs)...it made for a wonderful read. Keep writing!:)
| UnfortunateSoul 10/28/05 . chapter 1
*Hugs ya* I feel ya, sweetness. Good work. Nice imagery, good words and imagination you put into it.